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reaching lake, swinging the oars with 

 a long pull across its bosom, seeking 

 an outlet, where the rushes conceal it, 

 and camping where night overtakes, 

 with the starry veil drawn tightly over 

 the uncertainties of to-morrow. The 

 wilderness, methinks, is most attrac- 

 tive when it is presented in kaleido- 

 scopic aspects. 



One of these days, not distant, the 

 itineraries of this lacustrine region will 



promise of the harvest. The whole land- 

 scape is aglow with verdure and vocal 

 with birds. It is odorous with the sum- 

 mer perfume. The sunlit ripples sparkle 

 between the flecking leaves and fill the 

 view with constantly recurring sur- 

 prises such as metropolitan treasuries 

 have spent millions to imitate or repro- 

 duce in city parks. Surely it is diffi- 

 cult to exaggerate or enumerate the 

 charms of this Minnesota Interlaken. 



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AN ALGONQUIN CANOE. 



be as well defined and fixed as those of 

 the Adirondacks, and tourists, will en- 

 counter tourists, constantly, in their in- 

 coming and outgoing by lake and 

 stream, and the whole country will be 

 alive with guides and boats. The pub- 

 lic has not learned of it as yet, and 

 its delights are enjoyed only by a posted 

 few; though even now from some cen- 

 tral point like Alexandria lateral roads 

 ramify in all directions to other lakes, 

 and wind through alternate groves and 

 prairie, and past undulating farm lands 

 neatly fenced and radiant with the 



There is no such feeding ground for 

 waterfowl, either. Wild rice, blue joint, 

 horsetail, switch canes, scouring rushes, 

 shave grass, cat-tails, buckwheat, water 

 pepper, smart weed, water chinquapin, 

 pond lilies, duckweed, • plantins, arrow 

 grass, pond weeds in great variety, wild 

 celery, teal weed, eel grass, and other 

 seed-bearing and bulbous plants on 

 which ducks delight to feed, abound all 

 over the country. Sagacious sportsmen 

 who have visited the Interlaken are 

 lying by even now, waiting for Septem- 

 ber, and the months to follow. 



